25. Bastian
Bastian
The sight of my glorious mate sucking my clanmate’s cock, her pussy perfectly presented to me, made something in my brain short-circuit. Orsen’s and Grey’s releases were running down her leg, and it was the hottest fucking thing I had ever seen.
If I had my way, she would have always been like that, freshly fucked, our cum marking and claiming her.
Reaching forward, I sank my teeth into her back as I gripped her hips. “Can you take me, mate?”
She pressed her ass back toward me. “Do your worst,” she panted, turning to flash me a smile before returning to swallowing Nix’s cock.
In a moment, I was sheathed inside her perfect pussy, my knot thrumming as her walls gripped me. I fucked her like a man possessed. My desperate need for her was overwhelming.
A strangled sound escaped her as she rocked back, meeting every one of my thrusts, just as desperate as me. She had taken two knots in rapid succession, yet she was still clenching down on my cock, begging for another.
Rowan was perfection. And she was ours.
“Our beautiful mate,” I growled, and a chorus of agreement sounded from each of her Alphas, all utterly wrapped around her pinky because she was the best fucking thing that’d ever happened to us.
Her pussy—soft, tight, and gloriously wet—was strangling my cock. With every thrust, my mind went fuzzy; the urge to fuck her like an animal was there, to take her and fill her with my knot until she had no idea where her body ended and where mine started.
The overwhelming desire to mark her welled up inside me. More than just the nips and bruises from sucking on her skin—no, I wanted my permanent bite mark where every fucking dragon could see it.
The desire almost made me pause. I’d been possessive of Emmeline, but this was different.
It was far more desperate; I couldn’t be relaxed with Rowan.
She was mine, and I was never letting her go.
She would probably get sick of me, throw things at me, and threaten to sedate my ass, but I wouldn’t leave.
She was my entire universe.
Rowan was stuck with me, and I was going to spend the rest of my life worshiping her and claiming her again and again.
I drove into her even harder; the mewls of pleasure she let out music to my ears. And then she reached back with one hand, urging me deeper inside her. There was no possible way she could get any better.
As I thrust hard again, my knot inched into Rowan’s pussy, finally sinking inside her, making her cry out around Nix’s cock.
The sound, the warmth of her pussy squeezing me, made my knot swell all the more, and I drilled into her with everything I had.
Without thinking, I craned over her, sinking myself as far as possible and biting her shoulder.
It wasn’t quite as impactful as I might’ve liked, but I couldn’t stop myself. I needed her.
Rowan squeaked loudly, still taking Nix’s shaft down her throat. The way she gripped me, her walls clamping down hard and fluttering wildly, was everything. Her climax drew out my own, and I exploded, seeing stars as I emptied myself into her, every last drop milked out of me by her perfect pussy.
I was pretty sure my soul had left this earth, and only a bit of it returned as I slowed to a stop behind Rowan.
“I love you,” I panted, kissing her neck lightly.
She stretched out under me, letting out a satisfied hum as she gripped Nix with her small, delicate hand. Turning to face me, she kissed me. “I love you, too, Bastian.”
Potent relief made me feel drunk, that desperate need satisfied so incredibly, and I rested my head on her back as the world wavered beyond me.
Rowan’s hand reached out to Nix, stroking his length while I was still knotted inside her. Even though I was feeling possessive, there was no jealousy. I greatly enjoyed watching our mate take and please the others.
“You’ve had a rough day, mate. I can wait.” He smiled at her good-naturedly.
I suppose I had ridden her pretty hard.
Rowan didn’t like that idea, though, shaking her head. “I need your knot, Nix. Please?”
His eyes closed like he was saying a silent prayer. It was understandable. The sound of our mate begging for a knot was hard to resist. Impossible, in fact.
“Are you sure?” he asked, gently cupping the back of her head.
“Certain. As soon as Bastian goes down, I—Oh!” She broke off with a breathy moan as I pushed forward, lodging my knot even deeper in her pussy as I growled, unable to help myself.
It seemed like my dragon was a little extra possessive. The idea of her not being on my knot was apparently distressing to him, and who was I to argue?
“I said after.” Rowan giggled.
Nix chuckled. “I think, if Bastian had his way, you would never be free of his knot.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I growled, lifting the corner of my lips.
Nix smirked. “In that case…” He trailed off, moving toward Rowan, stealing her mouth with a kiss as his hands snaked down to find her clit. “How about I help you make his knot feel real good?”
Rowan’s only answer was a moan as Nix started working her clit, her head dropping as she tightened around me.
“Our girl is so responsive. It won’t take long,” Grey observed, smiling from his spot on the bed, front row to the best show in the world.
“She’s already clenching down on my knot,” I agreed.
“Come for us, mate,” Orsen instructed as Nix kissed her, and I gently rocked my knot deeper.
When her walls started to flutter around me, I was pretty sure I’d died and gone to heaven.
I didn’t think it was possible, but I felt that burning need rise again, and more of my release powered into her, my knot aching in the best fucking way.
And our sweet Rowan took it all because she was made for us.
Made for me.
“Well, now my knot is never going down.”
“Everyone is going to be wondering where we are.” Rowan moaned, shifting under me.
We’d been basking in our post-orgasmic glow for a while, and it seemed that reality was starting to creep in for our mate.
I was still hovering over her, all my weight on my forearms, so I didn’t smother her.
It was a shoulder workout for sure, but it was worth every second of being locked inside her.
“They’ll be fine,” I reassured her, nipping at her neck. Her pussy clenched around me.
I chuckled. “So fucking needy.”
“It’s not my fault!” she cried. “You fuckers caused this!”
“Oh no, we are so terrible,” Grey said, his tone dripping sarcasm that made us all laugh.
My knot was starting to go down, but it was by no means deflated. So, grasping one hip, I gently pulled back. Her pussy clung to my knot, but after a few seconds, I slipped free, satisfied at the whine Rowan let out at the loss.
I wanted her constantly hungry and desperate for me. I was a demanding fucker, but Rowan more than rose to the occasion. And I was all too ready to see how often we could repeat this. We had time, and I really believed that now.
It was Nix’s turn to please our mate, especially with how sweetly she’d pleaded for him.
“Where do you want me?” Rowan asked with a gorgeous smile, crawling over to Nix.
He grinned at her, tugging himself toward her and turning them so she was underneath him.
Nix wasted no time, spreading her legs and lining himself up with her pussy. Rowan’s hands wound around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss as he sank into her warmth.
“I love you,” she whispered against his lips, but every dragon in the room heard it. We were all exhausted after knotting Rowan, but that didn’t mean we weren’t going to appreciate the fucking glorious sight in front of us.
There was nothing more stunning than seeing our mate being pleasured so thoroughly.
Nix’s hips began to pump back and forth, and I could imagine what it felt like to be sheathed in all that warmth, namely because I’d just been there. I rested easily on the bed, watching them, my knot incredibly sensitive.
I could be patient.
“Oh, Nix…” Rowan’s brow furrowed, a look of almost pain as the undoubtedly intense sensations worked through her. She looked so damn stunning like that, her expression utterly consumed by the euphoria of having her pussy claimed by one of her Alphas.
“You feel like heaven.” Nix dropped his head, his forehead pressing against Rowan’s, hands planted firmly into the bed as he moved in and out of her, his knot visibly swelling. “Our perfect, heavenly mate.”
“Please, Nix,” Rowan whimpered, her eyes squeezed tightly as she breathed, slow and purposeful, her body rising and falling in a beautiful arch. “I need your knot. Please.”
“Anything, gorgeous.” Nix smiled at her, his adoring expression locked on our mate.
Relishing the sight, I gripped myself, wrapping my hand around my knot to feel a fraction of the warmth offered by Rowan’s pussy. Nix focused, curling his hips into Rowan as his knot began to breach her, then slipped inside. He shuddered, and Rowan moaned, sounding so deliciously pleased.
Neither of them hurried, however. This moment between them was slow and pointed; each thrust a deliberate choice.
Nix leaned down, burying his head in the crook of Rowan’s neck, and she wrapped a leg around his hip in return.
I could tell by just looking at them that they were right there, right on the edge.
A low groan sounded from another spot on the bed, and I recognized it as Orsen, the three of us watching were having a fucking ball doing so.
“Nix!” Rowan cried out breathily.
I knew that sound well enough to know she was coming.
He grunted low in return, turning into Rowan’s neck so that I was looking at the back of his head. She let out a tiny hiss, and I had to assume his teeth had found her, even if only a little.
Although we all wanted to claim her like that, we seemed to be holding off, letting Rowan get used to all of us at once before we mixed that into things.
Nix’s thrusts stuttered as, at last, he sank himself inside her completely, then collapsed, nearly crushing her, if it weren’t for how he leaned more of his weight on one arm. Rowan breathed hard, and I smiled at the sight of her so thoroughly satisfied.
After a moment, she grinned, sighing out, “Nap. I get a nap now.”